Who Are You?
I am wasting away here.
Everything seems so meaningless.
Love keeps me strong.
Is it love?
Is it control?
Do I feel the need to control another
Because my life is controlled by substance and greed?
My fluctuating moods have me on edge.
Sometimes I feel normal,
Sometimes I feel like an emotionless monster.
Why do my desires always seem to get the best of me?
Why do the finer substances in life appeal so greatly?
Can anybody answer my questions?
I know there are plenty like me.
Who are you?
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